390: Chapter 387 Slaying the Black Demon Ancestor

"W-what happened? Where did that black light go? How did it suddenly disappear?"

"I don't know! I clearly saw the black light flying towards that kid, so how did it vanish all of a sudden? Could I have seen it wrong?"

"Impossible! How could Old Ancestor Black Demon's Curse Technique vanish into thin air? What on earth did that kid do?"

Voices of discussion rose again. This time, there was no mockery, only confusion and shock. Everyone wore puzzled expressions, completely unable to understand what was happening before their eyes.

Not only the watching Cultivators, but even Old Ancestor Black Demon, who had launched the attack, was completely dumbfounded.

He widened his eyes abruptly. The sinister look and killing intent on his face instantly faded, replaced by deep astonishment and bewilderment. He subconsciously looked at his right hand, then at Qin Changsheng, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"Did I miss just now?!" Old Ancestor Black Demon had cultivated the Curse Technique for decades and had never encountered such a situation. Even a Golden Core Great Perfection Cultivator could only barely resist his Curse Technique; it was impossible to make it vanish into thin air without even stirring up a ripple.

Qin Changsheng's performance had completely exceeded his expectations.

Old Ancestor Black Demon quickly came back to his senses, the astonishment in his eyes gradually replaced by raging fury.

He believed that his casual strike just now must have missed.

Otherwise, for a mere brat to not only dare to provoke his Pressure but also possess a Magical Artifact capable of breaking his Curse Technique, it would make him lose all face. The killing intent in his heart grew even more intense.

"You can count yourself lucky for that last strike!"

"But this time, you won't be so lucky!"

As his voice fell, Old Ancestor Black Demon quickly formed seals with his hands. The Dark Demonic Qi around him surged wildly, gathering in his palms like a tide. Then, he waved his hand violently, and over a dozen pitch-black rays of light erupted simultaneously.

Each ray of black light contained a dense power of the Curse Technique. They were as fast as lightning, dense and numerous, speeding towards Qin Changsheng and surrounding him completely, giving him no chance to dodge.

Old Ancestor Black Demon did not believe his attack would miss this time.

He believed these dozen Curse Techniques would definitely be able to easily slay Qin Changsheng.

The watching Cultivators also held their breath once again, their eyes fixed on those dozen rays of black light.

They wanted to see if Qin Changsheng could luckily dodge them this time and if he could once again make Old Ancestor Black Demon's Curse Technique vanish into thin air.

However, a bizarre scene occurred once again. As those dozen rays of black light approached the faint white glow around Qin Changsheng, they were swallowed as if by an invisible vortex, disappearing without a trace one by one. They left no mark, not even a wisp of cold aura remained, as if those black rays of light had never appeared at all.

The plaza fell into dead silence once again. All the Cultivators were dumbstruck, standing frozen on the spot, their shock impossible to hide.

As for Old Ancestor Black Demon, his face turned livid, and his body trembled slightly. His eyes were filled with disbelief and raging fury—his Curse Technique had actually failed completely once again!

"What is going on?"

"Why is Old Ancestor Black Demon's Curse Technique ineffective against him?"

"Could it be that this person has a Low Grade Heaven-Grade Magical Artifact on him?"

"It must be a Low Grade Heaven-Grade Magical Artifact!"

"Otherwise, how could this kid dodge Old Ancestor Black Demon's attack!"

Everyone speculated that Qin Changsheng possessed a Low Grade Heaven-Grade Magical Artifact.

Only such a Magical Artifact could dodge Old Ancestor Black Demon's Curse.

Hearing the discussions from below, Old Ancestor Black Demon was also stunned. Immediately after, greedy light flashed in his eyes, and his mouth could not help but curl up slightly.

He had originally only wanted to seize the golden lotus platform to comprehend the highest-level Golden Core Divine Ability, but now, the Low Grade Heaven-Grade Magical Artifact on Qin Changsheng was even more tempting than the golden lotus platform!

A Low Grade Heaven-Grade Magical Artifact was extremely rare in the entire Southern Region and was the most powerful defensive Magical Artifact.

If he could seize this Magical Artifact, he would no longer have to worry about the backlash of sinister techniques, and he would have an extra layer of protection when fighting others. He could even rely on this Magical Artifact to withstand attacks from Nascent Soul Cultivators. His strength would definitely increase significantly, and in the future, he would be able to roam the Southern Region unimpeded, with no one able to stop him!

Greedy thoughts grew wildly in Old Ancestor Black Demon's heart like weeds. The way he looked at Qin Changsheng had shifted from killing intent to naked covetousness, as if Qin Changsheng were not a Cultivator, but a peerless treasure about to fall into his hands.

The Opportunity of the golden lotus platform was certainly important, but a Low Grade Heaven-Grade Magical Artifact was something even harder to come by. He had already made up his mind that no matter the cost, he would seize this Magical Artifact.

"Hahahaha!" Old Ancestor Black Demon suddenly burst into loud laughter, his voice boisterous and greedy.

"Good kid, so you were hiding a Low Grade Heaven-Grade Magical Artifact on you! No wonder you could block this old man's Curse Technique. It seems this old man misjudged you!"

As the laughter died down, the Dark Demonic Qi around Old Ancestor Black Demon surged again, several times more dense than before.

"Hand over the Low Grade Heaven-Grade Magical Artifact, and this old man will spare your life!"

Old Ancestor Black Demon shouted sternly, his voice full of greed and arrogance.

Without waiting for Qin Changsheng to respond, he moved, like a bolt of black lightning. His Spiritual Qi surged wildly as he rushed rapidly towards Qin Changsheng. His Speed was astonishing; wherever he passed, the ground was eroded by the Dark Demonic Qi, leaving behind streaks of black marks.

At this moment, he had long since cast the golden lotus platform to the back of his mind. His heart was filled entirely with the Low Grade Heaven-Grade Magical Artifact on Qin Changsheng, and he only wanted to rush to Qin Changsheng as quickly as possible to seize the Magical Artifact.

Looking at the rapidly approaching Old Ancestor Black Demon, Qin Changsheng felt no fear at all; instead, a cold sneer flashed in his eyes.

Because just moments ago, Qin Changsheng's Golden Trait Insight had already been activated.

[Insight: Old Ancestor Black Demon has cultivated evil techniques for years and is extremely afraid of lightning!]

Qin Changsheng slowly raised his right hand and waved it gently towards the sky. The Spiritual Qi around him surged instantly, connecting with the spiritual power of heaven and earth. A majestic power of the Heavenly Dao erupted from within his body, shooting straight into the clouds.

The next instant, the clouds above the plaza gathered abruptly, the sky darkened instantly, and a fierce wind howled. A dazzling golden thunderbolt crashed down from above the Nine Heavens, carrying the power to destroy heaven and earth. It tore through the sky, striking straight towards Old Ancestor Black Demon.

This thunderbolt was golden throughout, its surface wreathed in faint Heavenly Dao runes. It contained Qin Changsheng's Heavenly Dao Trait, Power of the Thunder God. Its power was extremely formidable; wherever it passed, the air was scorched and twisted, emitting a piercing crackling sound. The majestic Pressure was several times stronger than Old Ancestor Black Demon's Pressure, enveloping the entire plaza.

Old Ancestor Black Demon, who was speeding forward, instantly felt this terrifying, suffocating Pressure. His body stiffened, and his forward momentum halted abruptly. The greed and arrogance on his face faded instantly, replaced by deep astonishment and fear.

He subconsciously looked up at the sky. When he saw the golden thunderbolt speeding towards him, his pupils shrank, his face instantly turned as pale as paper, and his whole body couldn't help but tremble.

"W-what is this? How can there be such a powerful Lightning-type Spell?!" Old Ancestor Black Demon exclaimed, his voice filled with a hint of despair.

He had roamed the Southern Region for hundreds of years and had seen countless formidable Cultivators, but he had never seen anyone capable of controlling such a powerful Lightning-type Spell.

The power contained within this thunderbolt had already exceeded the scope of the Golden Core realm. Even if a Golden Core Perfection Cultivator were to strike, they might not necessarily have such power.

Old Ancestor Black Demon was scared to the point of Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering. He no longer had his previous arrogance and greed; only fear remained in his heart.

He had no time to think further. He hurriedly circulated all his Spiritual Qi and quickly formed seals with his hands, wanting to bring out his defensive Magical Artifact from his Storage Pouch to block this fatal thunderbolt.

But it was all too late. The Speed of the Thunder God's power was too fast—so fast that he couldn't react in time, not even enough to touch his Storage Pouch.

"Boom—!" A deafening roar resounded through the entire Golden Eagle Secret Realm, and the golden thunderbolt slammed fiercely into Old Ancestor Black Demon.

In an instant, dazzling golden light swept across the entire scene, completely engulfing Old Ancestor Black Demon's figure. Piercing crackling sounds rang incessantly. Old Ancestor Black Demon let out a scream that was shrill to the extreme, but it only lasted for an instant before being drowned out by the roar of the thunder.

The onlookers only saw Old Ancestor Black Demon's body rapidly dissolving within the thunder. The Dark Demonic Qi around him was instantly purified by the thunder, leaving not even a trace behind.

In just a single breath's time, Old Ancestor Black Demon, who was once infamous and had once severely injured three Golden Core 5th-layer Cultivators with a single strike, was struck into ashes that filled the sky by this thunderbolt. He drifted away with the wind and disappeared completely before everyone's eyes, leaving behind only a faint smell of burning, proving that he had once been there.

The thunder dissipated, the clouds in the sky slowly cleared, and the sky returned to brightness. The plaza fell into dead silence once again, so silent that the dropping of a needle could be heard.

All the watching Cultivators froze on the spot, dumbstruck. Their faces were written with disbelief. One by one, they opened their mouths wide but could not make a sound, completely dumbfounded.

They widened their eyes, staring fixedly at the location where Qin Changsheng stood, then looked at the place where Old Ancestor Black Demon had disappeared. Their eyes were filled with shock and bewilderment, their minds blank, unable to accept what had just happened before their eyes.

Just a moment ago, they thought that Old Ancestor Black Demon would easily capture Qin Changsheng alive, seize the heaven-grade magical tool, and that Qin Changsheng would surely die.

But they never expected that in just a single exchange, Qin Changsheng would raise his hand to summon a thunderbolt containing the power of the Thunder God, slaying Old Ancestor Black Demon in one strike, without even leaving a corpse behind.

"H-how is this possible? Old Ancestor Black Demon... was actually slain?"

"My god! What kind of power is that? Golden thunder, and a Heavenly Dao Trait? What on earth is this kid's background?"

"I was pitying him just a moment ago; I didn't expect him to be so formidable! Old Ancestor Black Demon couldn't even survive a single move in front of him!"

After a moment of dead silence, an earth-shattering uproar erupted in the plaza. Discussions and exclamations rose one after another. Everyone's faces were filled with shock. The looks they gave Qin Changsheng no longer held the previous mockery or pity; instead, they were replaced by deep awe and fear.

This seemingly ordinary Loose Cultivator actually possessed such terrifying strength, capable of slaying Old Ancestor Black Demon in one strike. It was simply too terrifying.